The Bus Drivers
by BRfeet

I work for a company on the outskirts of the city. About 2 miles from the company there is a bus station. There is a long way from the bus station to the company and there is a microbus that takes the employees from bus station to the company and from the company to the bus station.

There are many buses parked along that long way between the company and the bus station. The bus station uses that way as a parking lot for their buses and there are many cleaners to keep the buses clean.

Last month, April, was the begin of the Autumn here in Brazil, but the days are still warm with sunny weather and temperatures of about 30 Celsius degrees (about 86 Fahrenheit degrees). In one of my microbus trips (I take the microbus to get work, to go to lunch and to get out), I´ve noticed that there was many bus drivers inside the buses. They were waiting for their work time or resting from recent trips. I´ve noticed that, because the warmth, many of them used to take off their shoes or even peel off their socks. They used to sit on the first bench and let their legs over the division between the first bench and the entrance stairs. In order to let the buses be cleaned, they used to let the bus door open.

I´ve ever had fantasies on worshipping a sleeping man feet. The view of those bus drivers resting with their feet accessible really used to drive me crazy. I´ve ever wanted to get inside the bus while the bus drivers were sleeping and worship their feet without be noticed. But I´ve just wondering about that...until this day.

On this special day, I got to lunch with some friends and kept tuned about the bus drivers feet looking by the microbus windows.

A friend of mine asked :
- What are you looking for on that buses?
- Oh, I just like to see from where that buses are.- I answered.
In that exactly moment, I´ve seen the most beautiful scene I´ve ever seen in my life. A bus driver was taking a nap without shoes or socks. I could see his big moustache on that cute face. He was about 40 years old, black hair, a little bit tanned, a little belly, but he was tall and strong and that belly was not so evident. My heart start pounding in anticipation and I thought to myself : “It has to be today! It´s today or never more!”.
Needless to say that I even gave a bite on my meal. My stomach was filled and I was nervous. Other friend of mine noticed that I wasn´t feeling well, because usually I clean my plate and that day I even touched my meal. He asked me:
- What´s the problem? Are you feeling well?
- Yes, I am – I answered – Just something I´ve eaten and didn´t fit well...
Suddenly, I´ve got an idea and said:
- Look. I want to get back to the company on foot.
- Are you crazy? It´s far from here! And we have the microbus – They´ve complained.
- OK. If you want to go by microbus, I will get back on foot.
- I will go with you – said a friend of mine – Just let me finish my meal and...
- Er..if you don´t mind, I want to be alone for a while. I have some subjects to think on and I´m planning to do that during my walk. Thanks anyway and see you later.
- See you.
OK. The stage was ready. I was alone to walk along that buses. All I had to do is walk. And I´ve started to walk. As long I was approaching that bus, as nervous I got. Soon, I could see the bus and see that bus driver was still there, sleeping. I didn´t know what I would do, I just wanted to walk as near as possible from that bus door. A couple os steps after, I could see his feet. He was barefeet, sleeping on the first bench with his legs hanging over the division between the first bench and the bus stairs...and the bus door was open.
When I passed on that bus door, I´ve almost fainted, because that man were deep asleep, snoring aloud, with those feet inches from me and nobody else to see! I could ever believe and continued to walk to disguise me. My heart was almost jumping off my mouth, I´ve started to sweat, my hands became as cold as ice and I was trembling. My legs were shaking as I was drunk.
I stopped walking and looked to all sides to see if I could be seen. I haven´t seen nobody, so I´ve returned to the bus door. To my relief, that man was still snoring aloud and I´ve focused on his feet. His feet were huge, big (size 43-BR or 10-USA) and very hairy. There was a lot of hair on his tops and on his toes. His toes had well clipped nails. His sole were a mix between light brown and light pink, except on the sole near the heels. On that area, his feet had an extra skin layer and were white. His sole was smoothly arched and his big toe was so invitating....I didn´t resist. I´ve stepped on the first level of the stairs and put my head near his right foot. I´ve put my nose on the space between the big toe, the second toe and the sole and took a deep whiff.
I´ve never scent a so good smell before. It´s a characteristic smell and only that ones who had scent it know what I´m talking about. It´s a male smell, an animal smell that got inside my nostrils and took me to the heaven. I´ve took many whiffs of that wonderful smell and inhaled that precious aroma as if it could vanish on the air. I couldn´t stop. If I could, I would stay there smelling that man feet forever.
The man was still snoring and I was acting by instinct and put my tongue off my mouth. I´ve started wash that sole from heel to toes. One big lick on his entire sole, two, three...One lick along his arch, other around his ball feet on the sole, another on the heel – and that white skin oh heel was deliciously salted.
I´ve stepped on the second level of the stairs to get a better view from his tops. They were so cute and hairy and I didn´t waste time and started to give many kisses on his tops and on his toes. I put his foot top hair inside my mouth and munched it a little bit. Then, I started to lick the hair and it had become wet. I´ve licked all his foot top and started to suck his toes, starting from the little one and one by one until the big one. When I´ve put his big toe on my mouth, he moved suddenly his foot, kicked me as a reaction and said:
- Hey!...What on hell are happening here?
I´ve panicked and all I could do was to run away from there. I started to run when I crashed on a man – another bus driver who was going in the opposite direction. This man was very tall and strong, he was about 45 years old, was wearing a red beard and was a very attractive man.
He hold my arm and said:
- Where do you go with that hurry?
Three other men have came and the group was formed.
- What´s happening? – they said.
- I´ve got this rat stealing another bus driver. – said the red-bearded man.
- Stealing? Oh, no...I...-I tried to talk
- SHUT UP! – The red-bearded man shouted to me.
On that moment, the moustached bus driver has just came to the group. Still barefeet.
- What on hell was you doing? – he asked me.
- I...I – I tried to talk again.
- I´ve said to you SHUT THAT DAMN MOUTH UP! – The red-bearded man shouted to me and continued:
- Do you still ask him? Check out your wallet, your watch or your radio. Something surely is missing...because this rat has stolen you!
- I don´t think so. – Said the moustached man – My wallet is inside my back pocket – unaccessible to him. I´m not wearing a watch and even have a radio...
- So, what was he doing? – One of the men have asked.
- I don´t know. And the more strange is that my right foot is wet. He get my right foot wet...ans it seems to be salliva! – said the moustached man.
- SALLIVA??? – said all other man as a choir
- I...I can explain...- I started to say.
Two other men had to hold the bearded man, because he wanted to hit me.
- Go ahead! – said the moustached man – Explain that...
- Well, I...I...had a male foot fetish and all I´ve done was licking your foot. – I´ve finally confessed.
- You...WHAT???? - Said the moustached man.
The other men started to laugh frenetically.
- I can´t believe. You have licked his feet? But they stink a lot! – Said one of the men.
- You have licked my feet? I...I can´t ever believe! Nobody has done it to me before! – said the moustached man, who was indeed surprised – Why haven´t you asked me to let you do this?
- Because you NEVER would let me do that! – I´ve said.
- BULL SHIT! – screamed the bearded man – I DON´T BELIEVE A WORD FROM WHAT HE IS SAYING.
Suddenly, his face became transformed. He put a grin smile and a deep look on his face and said:
- So you have a male foot fetish, hem? YOU HAVE TO PROVE IT!
He walked to the bus stairs, sit on the second level and said to the men:
- Bring him up to here. Let´s see if he is saying the truth! – He said and started to unlace his boots and take them off.
Two men had hold me by my arms and took me near the bearded man. He said:
- Put him on his knees!
They have made me kneel before the bearded man, who said:
- Let´s see if you like these! I have been used these socks for almost a week and my feet really stink. If you really has a male foot fetish as you said, you will love smelling these ranky socks.
I looked to the other men, as asking for help, but they were all curious about that situation and all of them agreed to the bearded man.
- SMELL MY SOCKS! NOW! – ordered the bearded man.
After that, he shoved his left foot on my face. The other men were astonished. So, I started to smell these socks. The really stink, but for me it was a delightful aroma. Soon, I have smelled all his sole.
- Now the other foot! – He ordered.
And shoved his right foot on my face. Without stopping, I started to smell the other foot. I was almost ending when he shouted:
- Take my socks off with your teeth!
At this time, I was getting aroused again and took those socks from his feet. Then, without his ordering, I´ve started to lick his feet and suck his toes. He then touched my crotch with his foot and said:
- Yeah, I think he was telling us the truth, because he has a fully erect dick here.
And back to me:
- Come on, son. Finish your job.
And put one foot in my face and with the other foot he started to jerk me off. I was almost exploding. So, I sucked his big toe and shot my load on his foot. I could see the bearded man moaning in pleasure.
Two other men started to take their shoes off and call me:
- Hey, come on here! That´s my time!
But, at this time, one man came to me, took me away from that group and said to all bus drivers:
- OK, men. That´s enough. Let this boy go free and go back to work.
And said to me:
- Take my advice and go out of here! Otherwise, they can force you to make blow jobs or even anal sex with you. Some of these bus drivers don´t have sex with a woman for months! Go out now!
- Thank you, sir – I said.
And started to run away from those bus drivers. It had happened last week and I´m just giving a time to things get on their normal courses to come back to that way and find another sleeping beauty bus driver! And this will be a theme for another story!...

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